Wizard: I Add Points and Hunt Monsters

Divine Realm...

The Clown’s eyes fiercely scanned the surroundings, trying to find the entrance to the Divine Realm.

’Could the young Wizard be a Favorer of a god?’

Impossible!

I’ve never seen a Wizard walk the path of faith!

”Mr. Arnold, that feeling just now... was that the realm of the great Father God?” The Great Demon Commander also looked around in confusion. ”Was it an invasion, or...?”

”Neither!”

The Clown stood up and walked a casual circle within the void. A layer of deep, dense black mist quietly emerged from his body, forming countless tiny tendrils that seemed to be sensing the space.

”That wasn’t a normal realm opening. It was more like a mysterious force sucked him in, or rather, he merged into it.”

”So, he’s not actually a Wizard, but the descendant of some deity?”

”A descendant? A scion?”

The mask on the Clown’s face wrinkled. It was true that a god’s offspring wouldn’t need to walk the path of faith to enter His realm, but he was certain Wei’en had no divine bloodline.

Otherwise, he would have definitely noticed it the last time he possessed him!

”Not that either?” The Great Demon Commander let out a guttural laugh. ”Interesting. To think an unknown existence could hide a realm right under your nose. Hahaha... that little guy is just too interesting!”

”Interesting? Let’s hope so...”

After confirming there was nothing to be found, the Clown sat back down on the sofa, picked up his wine glass, and snorted. ”Don’t get careless. If he hadn’t made the request himself and given up using certain methods, you’d likely have fallen to him if you were truly enemies.”

”Oh? Actually, I was about to say the same. If it weren’t for your request, he would have died on the first strike!”

The Great Demon Commander roared with laughter, clearly dismissing the Clown’s words.

”Is that so?” The Clown pursed his lips and tilted his head back, downing a mouthful of red wine. ”Forget it. Just wait until you’re... hm? Is he here?”

He looked toward a certain spot in the void, his scarlet pupils contracting slightly as if he were probing that unknown realm.

’It’s not faith consumption, not Origin Power corruption, not bloodline fusion, and not a realm descending...’

After ruling out every other possibility, he was stunned to find only one answer remained that fit the young Wizard’s ability to travel to and from that unknown realm—an invasion!

And not an invasion of Wei’en by a divine realm, but Wei’en invading a divine realm!

But how could that be possible?!

That was just too damn ridiculous!

However, before the Clown could snap out of his shock, Wei’en had already appeared behind the Great Demon Commander.

He looked much thinner, his entire body flushed red. The muscles all over his body bulged, and you could even see the blood flowing rapidly beneath his skin.

BOOM!

The moment he appeared, he threw a punch at the Great Demon!

”Useless!”

The Great Demon Commander reacted quickly. Sensing the attack from behind, he half-turned and swung his sword in a horizontal slash.

In an instant, fist and sword collided.

CLANG!

”Huh!?”

The smile on the Great Demon Commander’s face froze. His body lurched forward violently, the greatsword in his hand nearly sent flying by the terrifying force.

’How can this be? How could his strength be this great!?’

”Ze, Roka.”

Before the Great Demon Commander could react, Wei’en had Red Heart cast reinforcement magic to further enhance his body’s defensive capabilities, then charged forward, swinging his fist again.

BANG, BANG, BANG!

Three consecutive punches landed on the exact same spot on the Great Demon Commander’s lower back.

A full-force punch from a toughness level of forty thousand, amplified by his Origin, unleashed an absolutely terrifying power!

However, this punch, powerful enough to shatter an island, merely broke through the Great Demon’s scales.

And as the scales flew, black blood mixed with searing hot magma spattered out, landing on Wei’en and leaving behind small, bloody pits on his skin.

”This...”

Wei’en’s expression changed slightly when he saw the wound. ’Is that all?’

’This damn Great Demon’s strength is even more terrifying than I’d estimated!’

Those last few punches were attacks amplified by 1,000 Origin to an astonishing 10,000%!

Even though his toughness level didn’t mean he could exert the power of level forty thousand, after a hundred-fold amplification, anyone else hit by such a punch would be dead or crippled, right?

As he thought this, Wei’en quickly glanced at the notification messages on his panel. Only after reading the comments did he understand.

[Your punch failed to break the defense of the Abyssal Creature, Great Demon Commander Balumonger... Gifford Pratt. Evaluation: Your power is not focused enough. You failed to leverage your body’s advantages, and your use of Origin Power is rudimentary. You didn’t really think Origin Power was just for simple amplification, did you? Reward: Survival Points +10.]

[...]

[You have successfully... Evaluation: Wounding it also means you’ve enraged it! Toughness level is an aggregate of physical attributes like strength, constitution, speed, etc. It does not mean your punch can unleash four million attribute points of power, understand? Idiot! Special Reward: Survival Points +100, Toughness Level +5.]

[Your body has been burned by abyssal magma. Because your Origin exceeds 500, you were not corroded or contaminated by abyssal power. Evaluation: ... Special Reward: Survival Points +50, Toughness Level +3.]

’So that’s how it is—’

Strength was only one of the baseline metrics for toughness level; it didn’t mean he could land an attack amplified by a toughness level of forty thousand!

And the reason he didn’t face such an obstacle when fighting the Judgment Knight last time... could only mean that the bodies of the Holy Professionals in the Judgment Legion were simply too fragile.

”Hm?”

The Great Demon Commander stared blankly at the wound on his back, his gaze hardening.

’How could a noble Abyssal Great Demon of my lineage be wounded by a puny human Wizard?’